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I went into Seattle for the Folklife festival on Sunday. Hung out with Marci and listened to a variety of music, most of it in languages I don't know (Japanese, Hawaiian) or know only a little of (French).
On the way there, I told someone that there hasn't been a free bus ride area downtown in a few years. Then I got to talking to someone who was waiting for the same bus I was, commented on when it was due, and then explained the relatively displays at some stops that show when the next buses are due. (She had taken the ferry in, and only visits Seattle once a year, for Folklife; we chatted on the bus, and then she reciprocated my information by pointing out our bus stop.)
On the way back, I was waiting in the bus tunnel and someone came over and asked me where she could get the 41 to Lake City. I thought aloud: "Lake City, you're going north, you need the other platform" and pointed. I'm far from familiar with Seattle—this weekend was my first-ever visit to Seattle Center—but combine little bits of knowledge, like where Lake City is, with my general "ask this woman directions" demeanor, and I'm back in one of my familiar, comfortable roles.
On the way there, I told someone that there hasn't been a free bus ride area downtown in a few years. Then I got to talking to someone who was waiting for the same bus I was, commented on when it was due, and then explained the relatively displays at some stops that show when the next buses are due. (She had taken the ferry in, and only visits Seattle once a year, for Folklife; we chatted on the bus, and then she reciprocated my information by pointing out our bus stop.)
On the way back, I was waiting in the bus tunnel and someone came over and asked me where she could get the 41 to Lake City. I thought aloud: "Lake City, you're going north, you need the other platform" and pointed. I'm far from familiar with Seattle—this weekend was my first-ever visit to Seattle Center—but combine little bits of knowledge, like where Lake City is, with my general "ask this woman directions" demeanor, and I'm back in one of my familiar, comfortable roles.